Shortly after I got back home, Jeff called me, inviting me to come on over to the apartment he'd just rented.And meet his new girlfriend.Okay, so much... for the idea of getting "back together" with him. But I'd still be glad to see him.Jeff and I exchanged a big extended man-hug, he seeming as glad to see me as I was him, though neither of us showed any acknowledgement of our prior relationship.Then Tammi and I shook hands. Warm, soft, lingering an extra second.She was a beautiful woman,. Hand shake for boys and boobs shake for girls. I’m going to narrate another fictional story. This story is about group sex in train. Just think whatever we are doing. It is not a real story. Guys, hands on your hard cock and girls, on your pussy now.It was Diwali season. It was time to go to hometown. We were all excited to go home after long time. I was going with 3 other friends of mine. We had our tickets reserved in sleeper class. It was a night journey. I had upper berth and my friends had. Michelle kept repeating this for a long time, until, at last, she leaned over, placing her head between Jackie's spread thighs. Jackie erupted in a noisy orgasm, panting loudly enough that I could hear her clearly. I looked around again, then back to them. Jackie was straining at her bonds, writhing like a snake under Michelle's assault. Seconds later, Jackie lay sweating and panting on the bed, as Michelle untied her wrists and ankles. They held each other then, kissing and stroking each other. I got in the habit of visiting, and we would play chess (I called it chest), or talk or watch TV. Some evenings I would give her back and neck rubs, which I'm really quite good at. Sometimes my idea of where the neck is would get a little generous, and on several occasions I was able to massage all but the tips of her nipples and her pussy. I went home with more blueballs than... Anyway, despite certain signals that really should have clued me in, I never got past the touchy feely stage this.